Nightmares
People who know me, know that I have a recurrent dream of tornados. Except in my dreams, the storm or tornado is a living/thinking thing and it's only purpose is me. Last night I had a pretty bad nightmare....two nightmares in fact.
Dream #1 - I'm in a room on a mountain. Much like the cabin a stayed at recently. Except almost all of the walls are windows and it's dark outside, very dark. In the distance it starts lightening and I just know that it's coming. We are so high that each time the sky lights up I can see a town below and the outlines of the pine trees that surround this place. It's getting closer and it's coming fast. Out of nowhere my grandmother is standing in front of a window staring outside. "It's beautiful" she says. I can't see her face and I am very troubled. I have a very bad feeling. The lightening is almost continuous now and I can only see her outline. "Grandma....you need to move away from the window, it's not safe." All of the sudden the lightening stops and everything is black. I see little aftershadows from the brightness and keep blinking my eyes. She turns around and looks right at me but I can't clear my eyes. "Why?" She asks me. I start to tell her about the storm but before I can say anything the whole sky turns this blinding white light and there is this thunderous crash. I'm literally knocked off my feet. I sit up and my grandma is gone but there is fire everywhere outside. I think the room is even on fire. I run to the window and the whole town is in flames. There is this pine tree right next to the window and the trunk is starting to burn and I feel incredibly sad.
Dream #2 - I think I know where this one came from...the miners that are stuck in Mexico and the Mudslide that buried that town. Anyway, same mountain. I'm walking along this path with a large group of people and the president. Across this huge valley we can see another mountain top with this large cave. I know that my aunt and a couple of other thousand people are inside the cave. There is a plane circling the mountain. I ask the president why we can't just get them out. "We tried, but there isn't any hope for them anymore" and then all of the sudden the plane drops a bomb on the opening of the cave. I sort of just stand there in shock. Suddenly I'm in a coffee shop with my aunt and I'm telling her that we tried, we really tried to save them, that there just wasn't anything we could do. She nodded and said "we heard the plane".
Dream #1 - I'm in a room on a mountain. Much like the cabin a stayed at recently. Except almost all of the walls are windows and it's dark outside, very dark. In the distance it starts lightening and I just know that it's coming. We are so high that each time the sky lights up I can see a town below and the outlines of the pine trees that surround this place. It's getting closer and it's coming fast. Out of nowhere my grandmother is standing in front of a window staring outside. "It's beautiful" she says. I can't see her face and I am very troubled. I have a very bad feeling. The lightening is almost continuous now and I can only see her outline. "Grandma....you need to move away from the window, it's not safe." All of the sudden the lightening stops and everything is black. I see little aftershadows from the brightness and keep blinking my eyes. She turns around and looks right at me but I can't clear my eyes. "Why?" She asks me. I start to tell her about the storm but before I can say anything the whole sky turns this blinding white light and there is this thunderous crash. I'm literally knocked off my feet. I sit up and my grandma is gone but there is fire everywhere outside. I think the room is even on fire. I run to the window and the whole town is in flames. There is this pine tree right next to the window and the trunk is starting to burn and I feel incredibly sad.
Dream #2 - I think I know where this one came from...the miners that are stuck in Mexico and the Mudslide that buried that town. Anyway, same mountain. I'm walking along this path with a large group of people and the president. Across this huge valley we can see another mountain top with this large cave. I know that my aunt and a couple of other thousand people are inside the cave. There is a plane circling the mountain. I ask the president why we can't just get them out. "We tried, but there isn't any hope for them anymore" and then all of the sudden the plane drops a bomb on the opening of the cave. I sort of just stand there in shock. Suddenly I'm in a coffee shop with my aunt and I'm telling her that we tried, we really tried to save them, that there just wasn't anything we could do. She nodded and said "we heard the plane".
My god Adrienne! Those are some very intense dreams. Given your ever present fear of both fire, storms and tornadoes I can see why you would be upset. The second of those is equally disturbing. I think, perhaps, we can put the blame in part on your medication. That can tend to make you slightly loopy sometimes. Just the same, these fears are ever present in your mind. I think it is significan that a mountain appears twice. Of course it's all very symbolic but the question is of what. You're facing some sort of apparent struggle...but what? Hmmmm very interesting.
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